God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Cui Yi snorted coldly and said: "Scaremongering, just scaremongering, Du He is just a kid, how capable is he, he can deal with so many people, Mr. Wang... Don't forget, who helped you become an official of the court at the beginning, don't you Do you want to betray me, Cui Shi?"

"I don't dare to betray, but I'm sorry for this matter!" The middle-aged man responded bluntly.

"Okay, okay," Cui Yi said angrily, "I hope you don't regret it!"

With that said, he left the mansion.

……

Not long after, Cui Yi knocked on the door of another mansion.

But the result is still the same.

Two-thirds of the night quickly passed.

But Cui Yi still got nothing.

Every time he came to the door, the other party would treat him kindly, but when he heard that he was going to deal with Du He, they drove him away like a plague god.

Walking in the cold alley, Cui Yi said weakly: "What is there to be afraid of about Du He? Why are everyone so afraid of him?"

A cold wind hit.

Cui Yi felt a little sleepy.

He gave up and was ready to go back and get a good night's sleep.

Unexpectedly, just before he took a few steps forward, two black shadows suddenly appeared behind him, one from the left and the other from the right, instantly knocking out the four highly skilled guards behind him to the ground.

Before Cui Yi could react, a sack was placed on his head.

thump.

A punch hit the sack.

Cui Yi's body fell to the ground with a plop.

One of the men in black said, "Gui, don't be so violent, it won't be fun if you kill him."

Another snorted, "I've said it eighty times, don't call me ghost, please call me ghost."

"Okay, ghost."

Another person said, "If I wasn't afraid of delaying the important event, I would have fought you for three hundred rounds."

"Hey," the man said, "I can't beat you, but you can't catch me."

While bickering, the two got Cui Yi away.

……

Cui Yi opened his eyes, only to feel a splitting headache.

Then, he found himself tied to a huge copper pillar.

This is a quiet room.

It should be used to interrogate mortals.

There are various instruments of torture on the surrounding tables.

Cui Yi suddenly screamed that it was not good.

Later, he found a pile of weights on a table opposite him.

"Weights?"

Is this also an instrument of torture?

Cui Yi was puzzled for a while.

creak.

The door opened.

A figure walked in.

Cui Yi raised his head and saw a young man with a stern face.

Cui Yi asked sharply: "Who are you? Why did you arrest me?"

The man said: "Please call me a ghost!"

This person is a ghost.

And this room was also the place where ghosts and gods were imprisoned at that time.

The ghost stepped forward, took a look at Cui Yi, and said coldly: "Presumptuous."

Cui Yi shouted, "What are you doing?"

"I want to play a game with you, a very fun game!"

As soon as the ghosts and gods waved their hands, two men immediately stepped forward and took Cui Yi naked.

The ghost smiled and said: "I didn't expect to be a fat man with white hair, and the man is fat and short. It's true. I wanted you to hang ten at a time. Now it seems that if you can't tie it, you can hang five. Come on." People, get on the weight."

Just when Cui San was stunned, his little brother had already been hung with five weights.

"what……"

Immediately, Cui Yi's shouts like killing a pig resounded in the room.

Seeing Cui San's collapsed appearance, in an instant, ghosts and gods felt a kind of pleasure in their hearts.

outside yard.

Xu Zhengdao heard the commotion in the room, shook his head, and said helplessly: "Oh, this guy is a pervert! It's kind of me to treat others with my way!"

As he spoke, he looked up and saw Cheng Yiyue sitting on the roof holding a sword, and asked loudly: "Miss Yiyue, I wrote you a poem on such a beautiful day."

Swish.

A tile flew over quickly.

Xu Zhengdao was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head, the tile flew over his scalp and smashed into a nearby tree trunk.

When he looked up again, he found that Cheng Yiyue had long since disappeared.